I have a best friend. His name is Ollie and he’s a cat. I am totally not ashamed to say that I am insanely in love with him. Ever since I can remember I wanted a pet. I asked my parents for a dog every year for my birthday and Christmas since I was probably about 4 years old. Every year they gave me a stuffed animal dog (sorry it was not the same Mom and Dad!). My parents consistently told me when I moved out and got my own place then I could get my own pet. And that’s exactly what I did.
When I moved into my first real life apartment I was living alone for the first time in my whole life. I was really lonely trying to adjust to post-grad life, a new job, a new area, and a new apartment. About a month into living at my place my boyfriend came across an adoption ad for some orange tabby kittens. I jumped on the chance and by the next weekend I had adopted my Ollie cat.
Since then Ollie has brought me all kinds of joys I never even imagined. He makes me laugh. He waits for me at the door when I come home from work. He cuddles with me. He just fills my heart with so much love.
I probably sound like a crazy cat lady right now, but I honestly don’t care, haha! Just look at this cute little guy.
Do you have any pets? Why do you love them so much?